Congratulations on Your Successful Escape - Chapter 163

Chapter 163

The eyes of everyone in the room were full of thoughts, with deep vigilance and panic hidden deep in the eyes, the players stood rigidly in place, and the room fell into silence for a while.

At that moment, Mo Yi seemed to realize something, and he quickly swept the player in the room, then took a moment’s glance.

Wait … not right.

Mo Yi’s face slowly became heavy, narrowed his eyes and re-examined all the players who normally stood in the room, silently counting the number of people in the heart-now there are only fifteen players standing in the hall.

There are a total of twenty-three players including him in this copy. Four people died in these two days, and three people turned into marble statues in the ballroom. Then there should be sixteen players left in the hall.

So where did the player who rarely went?

Mo Yi’s brow froze, his eyes slowly glanced over the faces of the players standing in the lobby-they seemed to be looking at each other with vigilance, no one noticed that there was no one in the room.

The dancers of those players who forgot to bring the invitation, have silently stayed away from the few undisguised players at this moment, and then began to look for other dancers, and those sweaty and pale players also seem to be in despair The dark eyes lit up the fierce light unique to those in despair, staring viciously at everyone except themselves, and even staring at Mo Yi’s hand from the dead player. Come out of extra invitations.

The other players were not blind, and they slowly backed away from them, showing defensive vigilance on their faces.

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the atmosphere was almost tense.

Seeing that things were about to go into an irreparable situation, Mo Yi could not help but frowned slightly-now the number of players has been reduced too much, and now I can no longer let it go.

He stepped forward slowly and said, “Everyone calm down first.”

Mo Yi’s voice was not loud, but it was extraordinarily abrupt in the hall of silence, and immediately attracted everyone’s attention to him. Mo Yi’s face was calm, and he saw the extra invitation in his hand slowly. Unfolded, clean and white fingers were gently on the paper, and said lightly:

“Each invitation has its own name on the player, even if I get someone else’s invitation, it will not help.”

His bite words were clear and gentle, and there was a quietness in the black eyes, which made him follow his thoughts involuntarily.

A desperate player retorted, “How do you know! It’s not you who are about to die!”

Mo Yi slowly shook his head and replied, “Did you not find out? This room does not kill all players without invitations, but instead selects a player to kill each time a new song is started. Three songs have been played so far, and now it is … “

He paused and glanced down at his watch: “9:46.”

Mo Yi looked around at the quiet players and continued: “We entered this room at about 8 o’clock. After subtracting the rest time just now, each song is about 20 minutes long. According to yesterday’s butler Say, we need to go back to our rooms at eleven o’clock, then the ball will definitely end before eleven o’clock, which means … “

His voice did not fall, and a veteran player on the side thoughtfully took over: “Then, if there is no rest time, there should be two more songs …”

Mo Yi nodded, then turned to look at the players who looked slightly better and said:

“So, you see, it’s not lifeless, but–“

His words turned sharply, and he gently rubbed his finger over the thin invitation card, saying slowly, “In a prom of this level, it is a great offense to misuse other people’s invitation cards. What kind of consequence or … punishment. “

Mo Yi’s gaze paused on those players, and then he squeezed the edge of the invitation with his fingers and pushed it out–

“So, does anyone want to try it?”

No one answered, and no one came forward, and even the player who had spoken against Mo Yi had a timid voice. The faces of those desperate players who were just looking desperate are not as pale and **** as they were just now, and their senses are slowly returning to their cages. Everyone’s eyes flashed a thoughtful look

Mo Yi regained his gaze with satisfaction, stepped forward and shoved the invitation in his hands back into the arms of the player who turned into a marble statue, then took a few steps back and stood back to his previous position.

Just then, his light suddenly caught sight of him, and he couldn’t help but look slightly in that direction.

I saw in the middle of the already vacant ballroom, I do not know when a player figure appeared-his body was stiff and standing in the center of the empty hall, a bright rose on the chest of the dress, Appears sharp on dark black lining.

Mo Yi froze, and quickly looked at the other players in the lobby and counted them in his heart–

Sixteen players.

Then the player standing in the middle of the room should be the one who disappeared just after entering the ballroom.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully observed the man standing abruptly in the middle of the hall, only to see that his complexion and lip color were pale to the point of no blood, and there was no slight expression on the face like gold paper, A pair of empty, unfocused eyes looked straight into the distance, as if they were caught in something, and looked strange.

The voices of the others slowly faded, and they gradually noticed the man who didn’t know when he appeared in the hall, watching him vigilantly.

Just then, the man moved.

He slowly turned to his side, his hollow eyes stared straight into the air around him, and then he acted gracefully and dignifiedly, and slowly extended his right hand to the air.

Everyone silently watched the strange scene in front of them, and the air was filled with strange silence.

The man held the palm of his hand as if to draw the air closer, then crossed his arms in the air, and made a dance movement.

The sound of music slowly sounded in the air. Everyone ran to their dance partners as if they were awake, and then slowly danced with their own dances with the music.

The familiar screaming and hissing sounded behind him, but Mo Yi didn’t intend to turn around and looked at it, but Wen Xiangxiang embraced and danced on the dance floor, and focused his whole attention on the center of the dance floor and the air. Man’s body.

Players were careful not to approach, leaving a circle of unmanned vacuum around the man’s body, while the stiff and unnatural player was hugging the air in front of his eyes, in the empty hall The middle side danced without people.

Whether it’s the pace forward, the back, the pause and rotation of the heels and toes, or the position and placement of the arms, it is as if he truly embraces a real person in his arms.

Mo Yi looked at him with Yu Guang. At this moment, he seemed to think of something–

He pressed his palm slightly against Wen Yan’s waist, with his wrist slightly down, and slowly rubbed the silver table knife hidden in his sleeve with the cleverness and movement of friction, sliding silently. Into your palm.

When Mo Yi was spinning, his upper body approached Wen Yan, and he took a clever gesture behind Wen Yan’s back, detached the napkin wrapped around the blade, and then inserted the napkin into his other hand. In the sleeves.

He carefully moved his palm and Wen Yao’s waist away, and stuck the back of the silver table knife in his palm to prevent being cut-

There was a deep, whispering sound from the ear, and a slightly moist breath was spitting on the earlobe:

“Don’t worry, you won’t be hurt.”

Mo Yi froze and touched the blade tentatively with his fingers—it was hard, rounded, as if there was something to wrap the blade, and he looked down with his light, only to see that the blade was covered With a dark gray film, he would not be injured even if he touched the blade.

He tickled his lips and said in a low voice, “Thank you.”

Mo Yi and Wen Yan approached the man’s side without any trace. He carefully pointed at the man with a silver blade. ——But the movements and dance steps made it difficult to stabilize his palms, and the man did not stay in the same place all the time, which made Mo Yi’s intentions extremely difficult.

He could only try to fix his wrist while trying to stop the man’s moving figure on the narrow side of the silver knife.

The music in my ears changed-a new victim appeared, but it was obvious that everyone had seen it, and no one stopped for that, no one even changed his face.

This new music is even more soothing, and the slow movement of the player hugging the air slows down–

Mo Yi finally successfully printed the man’s shaking figure on his kitchen knife.

The silver surface of the knife is slightly curved, reflecting a silver light, making everything printed in it slightly deformed and blurred. I saw a pale figure appearing in the arms of the player’s stiffly outstretched and curved arms.

Mo Yi tightened his fingers firmly, let the knife slide back into his sleeve, and then moved halfway around Wen Yan naturally, moving slowly with the music and him–

The time passed was extremely fast, and the sound of this music finally stopped slowly. The melodious aftershocks drifted in the air, and everyone’s body stopped.

Mo Yi looked at the center of the hall, and saw that the player’s stiff and stiff figure disappeared in the moment of the music, as if a force exerted on him was pulled away instantly, as if the threads on the limbs of the marionette were invisible Cut something.

The man collapsed instantly and fell to the floor with a bang.

There was a hoarse and harsh sound when the door opened, and the brass door, which had been closed for several hours, slowly opened in front of the eyes of the players, exposing a slightly brighter light than the bright red hue in the room.

A familiar, pale face appeared at the door-it was the skinny but indifferent housekeeper.

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